You could like get up and splash home."He has a vision of himself climbing up the slope into the cemetery, walking naked past the sleeping graves, pas... the sleeping residential houses with their waking decorations, into his house and up the stairs and then standing silent, looking down at his sleeping self and dog.Her hand touches his cock where it floats in the dark creek water. "That last time was almost good enough," she says as he stiffens, "Let's try again."She swings herself over him,. We decided to spend the night and those randy buggers took turns on me for what seemed like forever.I slept most of the way home.Since then, other than Gary being insatiable, things have been quiet. I haven't been out with the girls, didn't go out for First Friday (my cycle again) and everyone at the barbecues has behaved (darn it!). I have talked to both Alex and Michael on the phone (and I even had a check-in call from Matt) but I haven't had any adventures. Michael asked me if "next time". I held her close to me and whispered nothing but sweetness into her ears. She melted like honey butter in my arms and whispered back, I am yours, take me all the way all of my sweetness is yours right now. Well I need no more encouragement as I slowly but surely began to stroke my cock deep into her then I slipped it out, I needed to know she truly had given into me and wanted me right then and there. Within seconds she leaned back and whispered, ‘Oh No Darling, Don’t Stop, Oh Please, put it. Gently grinding a little against each other. Then he turns me around facing him. He holds me tight around the waist pulling me close. With my heels, we’re the same height. His lips so close to mine. I can feel his heavy breathing against my face. I can smell the beer on his breath. Slowly his lips begin to touch mine. Gently, sensuously kissing. His lips guiding mine to copy his movements. His lips are soft and warm. He holds me tight against him. I can feel his bulge right against.